FOR THOSE WE HAVE LOST | FRAY'S PALACE

[bloodweapon]

Welcome to the Vault. Let your judgment begin.
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[bloodweapon]

[Those attacks do the trick! Ravana drops to the ground, swords clattering around him.]

Well done...

[His body starts to fade in a blinding light - when you blink, he's simply gone. For a long moment, all is silent.

Then a voice speaks, sounding both familiar and not at the same time. Though you can almost pick out familiar voices of those you care for within it, it doesn't properly fit any one person.]

Do you know your own limits or will you continue fighting until your last breath?

[Do you answer truthfully?]

[moonshaded]

[That voice...hurts her head a little bit, but she shakes it off. The adrenaline still hasn't fully left her, after all.]

I'm gonna keep fighting. Even if I need to find another reason... because I'm still alive.

[It's not like this all the time anymore, even though it's been years... but to a certain extent, the tone of her voice reveals that to her, living is fighting, if not always with physical violence.]

[bloodweapon]

[The voice doesn't reply, but the world around you slowly starts to fade to white. When you blink, you find yourself in front of the stained glass window again, though this time it's shattered. There are two remaining windows.]